Full-time Heroic Spirit starting from Douluo

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The whispers coming from his ears were endless and lingering, as if they were coming from a sinister hell, which made him very upset all the time.

In a daze, he looked at the small figure running straight towards him.

The face cannot be seen clearly, and in the crimson field of vision, it seems that the vital signs are detected through body temperature using a night vision device in a dark environment.

The dagger he held in his hand made him even more angry.

An idea seemed to be conveyed in his mind.

As long as this figure is erased from this world, then I will completely get rid of these troubles and enjoy indescribable joy...

"There is no need to have any psychological burden. I don't want to take his life... Yes, I just want to see his face, showing the expression of pain, and I will be very happy... Yes, that's it, that is it……"

Uncontrollable violent murderous thoughts filled the brain and occupied the high ground, and Shi's consciousness gradually became muddled.

He stood up uncontrollably on his knees, his soul power surged naturally, and the yellow spear engraved with rose patterns condensed and took shape in his hand.

"Chen, Brother Chen, you..."

Tang San sensed something was wrong and stopped moving forward, staring blankly at Mo Mo whose face was now covered in blood.

Poisoned?Or was he possessed by madness... He activated the Xuantian Technique, and with the blessing of the Purple Demon Eyes, the eyes in front of him were red, and the whites of his eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes.

"Xiaosan, get back quickly. Xiaochen may have been poisoned by this datura snake. Its toxin can damage the nerves of the human body."

The master shouted towards Tang San, and at the same time the light of his soul power loomed all over his body, his speed increased to the limit, and he stood in front of Tang San like a star ball jumping:

"Damn it, does the blood of the Datura snake also contain toxins?"

His eyes became increasingly wary, alert to the moment when he might strike madly at any time, and Luo Sanpao's chubby body also turned his back to the moment...

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"boom!"

At that moment, he was about to lose himself in the desire to kill.

The seat of the heroic spirit in the sea of ​​consciousness moved,

To be precise, the bust hovering next to it holding a pair of daggers and wearing a skull mask moved!

After a few simple tremors, the bandages on both arms spread out, and the gray blade of the dagger seemed to regain its edge at this moment.

next moment,

The strong and invisible murderous intention seemed to be given a certain quality, and gradually condensed into substance, evolving into black smoke, which was absorbed by the dagger.

At this moment, the dagger was like a baby that had been hungry for a long time, greedily sucking the black mist that symbolized boundless killing intent!

At the same time, the mottled gold-painted gun-level statue seemed unwilling to be left alone, forcibly absorbing the black mist spreading around it, like a predatory puppy!

When the two bust statues absorbed the surrounding black mist, they immediately burst into dazzling light. The majestic killing intent seemed to be transformed into the purest energy and was absorbed by the two.

The gray blade of the dagger emitted a biting cold light, and the mottled and dim golden body of the gun-step statue seemed to have regained some of its vitality. The speed of their rotation around the Seat of Heroes was also increasing, accompanied by a slight tremor.

Like two children who had eaten and drank enough, dancing and cheering.

Suddenly,

The silver killing statue trembled violently three times, and then, three rays of light suddenly shot out from the dagger and rushed towards the Seat of Heroic Spirits.

At this moment, a mutation occurred!

The dark golden gun-level statue also trembled suddenly, and a ray of light directly hit the ray of light emitted by the killing-level statue.

In the intertwining of light and darkness, the two rays of light competed with each other, refusing to give in to each other, but they penetrated and intertwined with each other, and poured into the Seat of Heroic Spirits...

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Shi Chen only felt as if his head had been hit hard, but he regained consciousness in an instant. The Seat of Heroes in the Sea of ​​​​Consciousness seemed to continue to exude warm power.

In just a few seconds, the warm feeling that enveloped Shi Chen disappeared.

His thoughts returned to his brain without any lingering lingering feeling, making him feel as if he had just woken up from a dream.

Then, he saw Tang San and Grandmaster standing in front of him, both staring at him solemnly.The difference is that Xiao San'er's eyes show more worry, while the master's eyes show more caution.

"Hey, mistress, master, why are you looking at me like this? Is there something dirty on my face?"

Hearing Shi Chen's clear and logical questions, both Grandmaster and Tang San breathed a sigh of relief.

Tang San saw Shi Chen's eyes that were clear again and said with a smile: "Brother Chen, what happened to you just now? That look scared me and the teacher."

Without waiting for a moment to answer, the master guessed:

"Maybe it's the poisonous snake contained in the blood of the mandala snake, or maybe it's the reason for your yellow spear martial spirit, Xiaochen?"

As he spoke, the three people's eyes focused on the inevitable yellow rose that Shi Chen was holding tightly in his hand.

"what is this?"

Tang San asked in confusion.

"Xiao Chen, can you tell me how you took out this spear out of thin air at that moment?" the master asked, his tone urgent.

The eager look in his eyes reminded Shi Chen of those science students in his previous life, who were so anxious to solve a problem until they were just one step away from figuring out the final answer.

"I don't know. At that time, my mind was empty, and I was only thinking about how to escape. In the end, I just felt that the gun-level martial spirit in my body was shaking violently, as if something special was about to break out of the cocoon."

Shi Chen talks eloquently. The reason is that he anticipated that this situation would inevitably happen and had thought of it early:

"At that time, I only knew that that thing could protect me, so I didn't restrain that feeling. By the time I reacted, the yellow spear was already in my hand."

"Its name is the perishable yellow rose."

Is that so... When the master heard this, his emotions calmed down very well. There was no visible change in his stiff face, but there was a look of thinking in his eyes.

Soon,

"Yes, yes, it should be like this," the master said happily, with a blazing look in his eyes, like a student discovering a new world:

"My guess is good, Xiaochen. Your gun-level statue spirit is definitely the first weapon spirit to create a new category in the history of the mainland. It does not belong to the auxiliary, power attack... any series. It is cross-era. I haven’t thought of the specific classification yet, but I guess its function should be to summon high-grade gun weapons.”

"The mandala snake's body is extremely tough, and ordinary swords cannot harm it at all, but your indestructible yellow rose can easily cut through its scales. It's just the weapon you summoned. Your level is already extraordinary, which shows how powerful your martial spirit is..."

After pondering for a long time, everyone still couldn't figure out the most appropriate word to use to describe the martial spirit of the hour.

I'm pretty close to guessing... Shi Chen thought to himself: It's not unreasonable for the master to be called No. 1 in the field of martial arts research.

"Brother Chen, you, your hands."

Suddenly, Tang San pointed at Shi Chen's arm and exclaimed.

"My hand, what happened to my hand?"

Time passed by the sound, and I was stunned.

I saw that his left hand suddenly became extremely dark, as if it was smeared with sticky ink, and even the texture on the palm of his hand disappeared.

Shi Chen: "???"

Just when he was wondering why there were no signs or feelings at all.

Three clear words came from the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Servant, Assassin, responds to your call from within the shadow."

"With our group of shadows by our side, we will surely win. Don't worry, Master."

"My name is Li Shuwen, an ordinary old man who has never even held a gun... Why, if I just protect you, it's not worth mentioning. I have to take care of you from now on, Master..."

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ps: Today is a bit short, that’s all, after all, I still have to go to class.

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